Hey everyone, while I'm scrapping Visitors to Chernobyl fo now I'm going to re continue it later on. But until then I have this and my Soul Eater Series. Now I'm sure by now almost everyone has heard of Slender. The scary, creepy, PC game that has sprung up featuring the notorius Slender Man *dramatic music*. These are stories of the forgotten...of the lost.

Gather 'round my children as I recall these stories. You've no doubt heard of him by now. The tall man in the black suit, The man with no face and long arms, tentacles and tendrils snaking there way to you. And you have heard other tales of Children lost at play, kids that dissapear into thin air, his victims. But before I tell you the unfortunete ends of many a child, We will need to recite the Poems passed down of The Slender Man.

*Children's Chorus begins*

In the woods from which he came

During the dead of winter

Feeling lost and bitter

He ensnares his prey with his many arms

He lures you in with his charms

He blends well with the trees

It is impossible to run and flee

He'll take over your mind before anything else

Leaving nothing but you, him and the night

As the snow beneath you melts

I lean into his arms

Give into his faceless charms

Let him mark me, make his brand

Forever his

The Slender Man

*Children's Chorus ends*

Good my children, very good, we must call again this time different to make sure he hears us well enough though.

*Children's Chorus begins*

The Slender Man

He watches you from the trees

and yet he has no eyes,

stare into him

and you'll meet your demise

he'll take you away

into a dark place

and when he is ready

you'll be on a plate

his arms are long,

black as night

and his face is pale,

nothing but white

he watches you from the trees

and yet he has no eyes,

look right behind you

and you'll meet your demise.

*Children's Chorus ends*

Now Children, our stories will begin. Please be quiet in respect for the lost souls.

Everyone please review, I really like writing this story. Thank you.